Chapter Ninety-Five: Sister-in-law He

"Master, was her child lost around here?"

Although Zhang Tude felt that something was not quite right with this woman, if her child was really lost, Zhang Tude would definitely help find it.

At this time, another man came out of the crowd of onlookers, and he said to Qingxin and Zhang Tude:

"Master, and this brother, don't look for it, this woman is a madman, and her child is long dead."

The woman who was crying on the side stopped crying when she heard this, and then without saying a word, she bit the arm of the man who spoke.

"Ahh

With the man's screams, Zhang Tude and the others became scrambling again, and finally the woman and the man pulled away.

", you're a crazy woman."

The bitten man saw that there was an extra wound on his arm, which was more angry than him, and he rushed over to hit the woman, but fortunately he was stopped by Zhang Tude in time, and the first person who came out to persuade the woman before couldn't help but speak:

"Brother Ma, they are all neighbors, why do you want to say such things to Sister-in-law He? Have you forgotten that when your child was sick, Sister-in-law He helped you take care of it? ”

When the man who was called Brother Ma heard this, he became even more angry, and pointed to the woman and said:

"You can stand her, I can't stand it, every time I come to Zhengde Temple to burn incense, I see this female madman, I think it's because she is making trouble here, the incense I burned for the Buddha is not working, and my son's illness has been bad."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Zhang Tude stepped forward and stopped them:

"The two of you are angry, this is the holy place of Buddhism, don't quarrel here, it seems that you know this sister-in-law, can you tell me what is going on with her?"

After the two calmed down, they told the story of this woman, it turned out that the woman's name was Sister-in-law He, and the two were neighbors on the same street, and this sister-in-law He was also a poor person, her husband was conscripted in the war between Siqi and Hou Shu a few years ago, and finally died on the battlefield.

She and her husband have only one child, and that child also had a serious illness after her husband left, and finally died, but at that time Sister-in-law He was not like this, although she experienced the double blow of the death of her husband and child, but Sister-in-law He is still strong and alive, and she often helps the neighbors to work and help them take care of the children, so the relationship with the neighbors is very good.

Until a few months ago, this sister-in-law He picked up a child near Zhengde Temple.

Speaking of this, the man who quarreled with Brother Ma sighed:

"Alas, the child should have been deliberately thrown there, and somehow he was picked up by Sister-in-law He.

At first, we were quite happy with Sister-in-law He, because Sister-in-law He smiled a lot after picking up the child, and she was happy every day, but we didn't expect that because of this child, she would become like this. ”

"What happened next?" Zhang Tude looked at Sister-in-law He sitting on the ground, her hair was messy, covered in mud, her eyes were empty, and she kept repeating a sentence in her mouth, which reminded him of some of his own experiences when he was a child, and he couldn't help but sympathize with this sister-in-law He.

"More than a month ago, wasn't the Tengu here? At that time, the whole sun was swallowed, so we hid in the house and beat gongs and drums, and when it was dawn, we found that Sister-in-law He and the child were gone.

The big guy was worried that something had happened to her, so he spontaneously looked for someone nearby, and when he found Sister-in-law He, she was holding the child tightly in her hand, and we walked up to take a look, only to find that the child had already died, and Sister-in-law He became what she is now.

After that, the child was buried by a few of our neighbors, but Sister-in-law He kept saying that her child was not dead, but it was gone, maybe the child was picked up in Zhengde Temple, and she came to Zhengde Temple every day to make trouble, saying that the masters snatched her child. ”

Master Qingxin also sighed after hearing this, folded his hands and said to Sister-in-law He:

"Amitabha, people can't be resurrected after death, please ask the female donor to mourn and change."

As soon as Master Qingxin finished saying this, this sister-in-law He suddenly stopped repeating her previous words, but pointed to the Zhengde Temple not far away and shouted:

"My daughter is not dead, I heard it, she is in this temple, she is crying, don't so many of you hear it?"

"Amitabha, I don't know why this female benefactor said this?" At this time, another voice came from behind Zhang Tude, he turned around and looked, and found that the crowd of onlookers had branched out a way, and a monk walked over.

The monk who spoke out was very rich-looking, looked very kind, and wore a gray monk's robe similar to that of Master Qingxin, except that his robe was much cleaner.

The monk came to a few people after a short time, he looked at Sister-in-law He who was sitting on the ground, first helped Sister-in-law He up, and then said to her:

"As this mage said, people cannot be resurrected after death, so please mourn." Then the monk said to the two neighbors of Sister-in-law He:

"Two donors, this female donor will trouble the two of you to take care of her and send her home. After all, this temple is a place for Buddhism to cultivate, and it is not good for herself and others to do so. ”

The originally noisy sister-in-law He quieted down at this time, and let the two neighbors take her away, I don't know if it was Zhang Tude's illusion, when he shouted just now, he saw that Sister-in-law He's eyes became clear, as if she had changed back to a normal person.

And after the rich monk appeared, Sister-in-law He's eyes changed back to their previous cloudiness.

After the two of them left with Sister-in-law He, the monk folded his hands and said to Qingxin and Zhang Tude:

"Amitabha, the poor monk is solid and polite, I don't know what this master and this donor call it?"

When the two saw the Solid Monk clasping his hands together in front of them, they also hurriedly returned the salute and reported their names.

"I don't know what Senior Brother Qingxin and Master Zhang did when they came to this temple?"

Master Qingxin's answer was the same as what he said to Zhang Tude before, to burn a stick of incense for his deceased friend, and Zhang Tude took out the Buddhist beads he got at Zhou Li's house and said:

"Master Jianchao, may I ask if there is a Master of Wisdom in your temple? I encountered some troubles involving ghosts, and before the death of my uncle, I said that if I encountered a problem that could not be solved by mortal power, I could come to your temple to find Master Xinhui, and this string of Buddhist beads was given by Master Xinhui to Uncle Below. ”

"Master Zhang, can you give this string of Buddhist beads to the poor monk to take a closer look?"

Hearing Jian Zhu say this, Zhang Tude handed him the Buddha beads in his hand, Jian Chao took it and took it to his eyes and looked at it carefully, and after a while he put down the Buddha beads, and asked Zhang Tude:

"I don't know what the name of Uncle Zhang's cousin is?"

"Oh, my cousin's name is Zhou Liang, and he was the general of Zhenwu in Siqi."

"Amitabha, it turns out that Zhang Shizhu is a relative of General Zhou." Jian Chao returned the Buddha beads to Zhang Tude, clasped his hands together again and said:

"Master Xinhui is the abbot of this temple, can Master Zhang wait here for a while? The poor monk went to report to the abbot. ”

"Of course you can, then it's troublesome Master." The adamant attitude made Zhang Tude feel a lot more at ease, he didn't expect Zhou Li's identity as a relative to be so easy to use.

Jian Chao just took a few steps and remembered something, turned to the Qingxin Master next to Zhang Tude and said:

"Senior Brother Qingxin, if you want to burn incense, come with me first."